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I had a kind-of bad trip where I got no visuals (everything just looked kind of alien), and not much in the way of mental effects. I realized that life was completely pointless and that I was just doing what was necessary to stay comfortable while I waited to die. I also started contemplating the self, trying to understand what 'I' was, and saw my body as some kind of weird vehicle that carried around this thinking thing. It all had a really negative, hopeless bent to it. Oh yeah, and during the whole think I had bad stomach cramps and felt like I was going to blow chunks, but never did.

On the scale of bad trips I'd put it at the pretty mild end, but it was unplesant enough.

Recently I took a few grams of what was told as very potent stuff. This was in fact my first time with psychadelics, and I really didn't expect it to be that intense. I was in a public area with 4 friends. The first 2 hours were great, I was getting major visual distortions, patterns, the whole nine yards. But than I started feeling sick....the sickness turned to cramps.....I started to over-heat...my whole face went beat red, then pale white.......I started wondering around senslessly......was getting restless and totally uncomfortable......then started getting totally disorientated and I thought I was about to die......If that wasn't bad enough I started getting timeloops, and totally lost track of all sense of time and memory and past.....got really scared and nearly lost it completly, I was tripping hard and didn't even realize it then. All 4 of my friends were really stoned, and so none of them could even really understand me, and I felt totally Isolated from everyone around me. I was totally unprepared for the body high, and it really scared me. I could not remember who I was or why we were there, all I knew is I was lost, very sick, and in need of help, but none could help me. Finally I realized that I was tripping, and luckily from reading all the facts of The Shroomery over the past few months was able to talk myself down and "go with it", insted of fight it, which was very lucky because 5 more minutes and I probably would have called the hospital. After that I started to come down and felt great, but for those 2 hours I was really messed up.

I don't even know if I would call it a bad trip though, more like a learning experience. I will definatly do shrooms again, but at a lesser dosage. If anything it just helped me respect psychadelics more.

I've never really had a bad trip, just during shrooming you get a negative thought and you sence your trip going sour but the you realize YOUR in controll, the only times that has ever happened is when i have puked (2-3 times out of 20) but i feel i have a sensitive stomach and when i start to get the nausea feeling sometime a pych myself out and puke, o well i still shroomed!!

A long time ago, in a galaxy far far away....I put 4 hits of felix the cat in a half full bottle of baccardi, filled the other half with coke and went to a party with the intention of getting fucked up, which did happen, just not the way I thought the night would go....My drink was gone in about 2 1/2 hours and I asked my girlfriend of 4 years to give me a ride to the store, she did and she also broke up with me on that ride. It was a bad night, she knew I was tripping balls and I think there is a code somewhere that says some things you just don't do to people and this has to be one of them. I found a new friend that night that knew what was happening and tried to joke away the deppresion with me and we wound up dating a long time, but I never really tripped visually it was more a mental depression of an unknown kind, I don't blame Felix or myself, just a hard souled peson with no humanity, looking back that trip was rrrough but showed me who I spent the last 4 years with....So I say, go get her Karma.............

Going crazy will drive you mad, but once you get there the rest is easy.....

--------------------Going crazy will drive you mad, but once you get there the rest is easy....All spores are not created equal!!!!!!!!!!! Sporeworks, Hawkseye, PF, they are completely viable with very strong genetics.

I once took a rather large dose, and never had a bad trip at all before this one time. During my peak, me and my friend decided to spark up a joint, and my friend decided on this school (it was dark). I told him that I didn't know why, but I had a really bad feeling about this place, I told him I could see the negativity. He kept telling me and finally convinced me that I was just tripping, and that everything was fine. We sparked up the joint, and 2 minutes later, a paddy wagon and 3 cop cars fly up into the school. For some reason the alarm on the inside of the school went off. That was fine, the cops knew we weren't trying to break in, but my friend had a probation violation. So here I was, tripping balls, I was so fucked I thought the police wanted to steal my wallet, and my friend told me that he just wanted to see my ID, I showed him mine, I checked out ok, but my friend's came back with a warrant. So the cops are there frisking him down and cuffing him, while i'm just standing there with pupils the size of saucers, not having any concious clue as to what was happening, all I knew was that it was NOT good. Needless to say, I ended up wandering around the city in a constant loop of paranoid psycosis.